la-prima-ballerina:
pulling back from him she rubbed her arm. “wait you wanna go thru there???” she quavered, feeling uneasy. she really didnt want to be here. not after last time. what if she ran into those guards or worse that thing that looked like her mother?
“um.. it would be at the front or i guess for family the mains in thru the back. past the maze….”
Kimika’s step-mom seemed like the complicated and deceptive kind of woman that would have a maze in her palace. This was going to be harder than usual, especially with a helpless escort.
His voice was dark and stern. “Follow close to me. Don’t go on your own.”
His right hand felt for the gun in his pocket. He withdrew it, holding it with ease.
With that, he began to walk. They’d need to avoid the guards, so a direct route was out of the question. Instead, he went close to a wall, looking for a window.
holding herself she walked closely by him. the maze was lush,blooming with roses as red as blood. “what even is this place? is this even reality?’ she asked audibly. Kimika was trying so hard to make sense it all. “is this like some dort of dimension my stepmom created? feels like it if its this grand... she even made herself queen”
she suddenly froze as the were getting ready to turn the cover , she could hear heavy footsteps
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